The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1887-05-18
WILD LIFE on TIE BORDEN.
Three HieXicans Who Tried to Rob a Sheriff
and What Happened.

From the Philadelphia North American.
A tall, spare man, with glitterins
black eyes that stared you untiinchingly
in the face, lounged carelessly around
the Continental Hotel last night.
It was James Hart, who was at one
time sheriff of little town in the south
western part of Texas.
The town at the time of Harris election
was fairly overrun by lawless people.
81 reckon | seen some putty excltln
times on the frontier, be said to NORTH
American reporter.
'sPeople out my way use ter say
could titc. Well, mebbe I kin and
Elebbe [ can't.
81 remember onct-that was just after
| was elected-that it became known !
had some dust hid in my bedroom.
"One night when We war asleep three
derned greasers ken IN and tried to
steal it.
"Did they get away with it," asked
the reporter.
stranger" said the ex-sherif deib-
erately, s'considerin' that there air three
graves ies on the other side of my house
with the bodies of three greasers in 'em,
it is putty safe to say they didn't git the
dust"
'Thar ken to our town one day." con-
tinued the ex-sheriff, ga young teller
from the east. His name vhar Bob
Chambers, en- he whar as bright and as
hansome a youngster as l ever laid eyes
on. All the gals in town and on the
neighboring ranches got dead stuck on
him.
':At thet time Tom Parker kept the
sQuickstep Concert Saloon.
ellis daughter Nellie sang on the
stage, and burned purity gurl she whar.
ssShe had way of lookin' at ye with
them big black eyes Of hern that would
make you feel like jumpin up and kssln'
her.
''The mint Chambers seen her he fell
head over heels in love with her.
"Night after night he'd be seen at the
'Quickstep' listening to thet gal sing,
not thet she he'd sech good. voice, but
on account of her purity face.
stDick Sanders, the son of a rich
rancher, was also in love with the gal.
She didn't seem ter take to i'm, en- she
told him so one night.
"He didn't say nothin', but turned on
his heel and went out. It was nearl y a
month afore he turned up again.
Gone bright morning vanquero
found the dead body of Bob Chambers
lying by the roadside, near an old hacal.
A bullet hole in his head showed how he
was killed.
"In his hand ne clinched tightly q
gray coat button. -
''When Nelly heard Of Bob's death
she nearly went crazy.
"One day she disappeared, and was
never afterward of.
'sIt was late on Saturday night.
s'The saloon was full of men drinkin,
smokin' and playin' kyards.
'sSanders KEN in en- and started a
small game.
ssI noticed one of the buttins of his
coat was nlissin'.
"Sez I to myself, dick, me boy, ye
air the one who gave Chambers his set
tier. I'll rest you
81 slid up to him, and placing my
shooter agin his head, said quietly:
"'Dick, recon ye air wanted to oc-
cupy cell down at Laredo jail.
"'Wat fur?' he said up in an instant,
and layin' his hands on bis weapons.
None of that! hands up over your
head
"sYe cir wanted for KILN Bob Cham
bers.'
"It's ie,' he yelled; sye amt got
no proof.
{" 'Mebbe not, but dye ever see that
afore?' says I, tossing the gray button
on the table.
"Sanders turned the color of chalk,
and then said:
"Wen, I suppose I might as well
g'long an prove my innercence IN
court.
eyes; yer hoss and mine, already sad
died, stand afore the door,"
"Didn't he show any fght?" asked the
reporter.
ssNaw," was the response; sit wouldn't
do fur him to show fight in thet place.
Chambers was very popular, and the
hull darned town would fit to kill his
murderer if riled. Sanders knowed this.
Gas Laredo was too far away Icouldn't t
take him down thar thet night, so l
started for Jake Roberts's place, about
ten miles from town.
''The darkness was so dense that you
could have cut it with boarding house
knife.
Bout the only thing you could hear
above the clatter of the horses hoofs war
the chirpings of the night insects and
birds in the trees.
ssWe stopped at ranch, got a drink
en- then pushed on.
ssI noticed Sanders keep eyein' the
thick underbrush that lay like shadow
long the dark road.
81 thought he wanted to escape, and
so says: 'Ihe fust move ye make, San
ders, / plug We with lead
He didn't say nothin', but looked
strate afoTe him after that.
'Just as We got to portion Of the
road that skirts a lonely lake Sanders
initiated the screech OF night owl.
Il knew what that meant, though.
"Quick as lightning I slid offer my
hoss to the ground.
81 was just in time.
ga dozen rifles belched forth their
contents.
'sMy horse dropped dead.
"Sanders put spurs to his horse, but
not soon enough.
'sUp went my gun.
ssCrack.
"Sanders fell over his animal dead as
door nail.
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